"Alicia, the person you're seeking is a highly skilled mystic artist with formidable powers and used cunning methods. You need to be careful," Grace warned.

"Don't worry. The Celestial Alliance has extensive surveillance and a team of elite fighters. Once we find his whereabouts, we'll mobilize and capture him. He won't slip away," Aurora assured confidently.

"You've already saved my life, Faith. So, you don't need to stress about capturing the perpetrator," Alicia said with a smile.

"Looks like I've been worrying too much." Grace nodded, acknowledging their abilities.

The Celestial Alliance wasn't to be underestimated. Once they gathered their elite fighters, capturing a mystic artist should be relatively easy. Even the Hall of Gods wouldn't dare to confront them head-on in Dragonmarsh.

"Dr. Rhys, you saved my life. I should properly thank you. What can I do to repay you?" Alicia asked.

She disliked being indebted to anyone. But since Dustin had saved her, she felt obligated to